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News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
HERE'S A QUEER MYSTERY.
Gaborian Story of Real Life as Told
CurtIy in "a Western Newspaper.
TFrom a. Detroit letter.

Six weeks ago, William Stewart, a
Young man from Buffalo, N. Y, who
was living in Detroit with a woman
named Lottie Frank, said to her: 81
have finally got a Job; l am going to
work Monday morning on Woodward
avenue Let us take walk and [ will
show you the place." They walked
down Larned street to Griswold street,
when Stewart said: 81 want to go to
the Griswold House a minute to look at
Buffalo newspaper" They turned
down Griswold street from Larned and
the man entered the hotel. The woman
was left standing in the street.
AS Stewart entered the Griswold a
man named Bunsell, a we'll TODD Ium-
herman from Oscoda Mich, installing
the character of the woman, as she after
wards claimed, accosted her as she walk
ed slowly around the corner of the hotel.
She returned his saluatiOn under the
impression, as she subsequently said,
that Bunsell was gentleman who had
been introduced to her by Stewart a
week previous. The two strolled down
towards Jefferson avenue. Near the
corner of the avenue the woman stopped
and remarked that Twill must be pretty
near through"
At this instant David Patterson, a
travelling agent for Columbus 60. coal
company came across the street and up
to Bunsell and the woman. "'Man Just
fell dead here said Patterson, senten-
tiously. "Help me carry him into a
store" BunseIl followed Patterson over
in front of No. 151 Jefferson avenue, a
brilliantly lighted spot. LOttie Frank
followed the men. On his back, with
the light from the store streaming over
him, lay g man dead. In frenzy of
excitems1..55 the Frank woman sprang for
ward and threw herself on the body.
"My Wilt she screamed. ''My God!
it is viii Stewart"
The historical woman was literally
dragged from the body and Stewart was
carried into the store by Buusell and
Patterson. Then the latter picked up
his grip" and continued his way to the
Michigan Central station. where he took
a train for home. "A passing doctor ex.
amined the body of Stewart, said two
words heart disease"--and went his
way. Coroner Lansing took charge of
the case.
Daylight HeAG udy uiSClOSeu SuIdlI
hole in Stewards shirt front, like darn
ing-needle thrust. The body was strip
ped. The hole continued into his breast.
County Physician Owen held an autopsy
and declared that Stewards heart cham
Der had been punctured by stiletto or
similar instrument, and that this had
caused his death; in short, that Stewart
had been murdered. After two weeks
work on the case the police gave it up,
and told the reporters that DR.. Owen
was probably mistaken.
DR.. Owen had made nearly five hun
bred postmortem examinations since he
became County Physician. He stuck to
his opinion, and swore that Stewart had
been stabbed to the heart. The police
next talked of suicide. If Stewart stab
bed himself where was the weapon2 The
ground was very carefully searched, but
none was found. The case is still shroud-
cd in mvSterU
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Hay Used in This Town.
THE LARGEST HAY MARKET IN THE COUN.
TRY-S16, 600 WORTH A DAY
CONSUMED HERE,

New York is the largest hay market
in the country, and yet only a few
thousand, of the millions of bales which
are brought here annually find their way
out of the city. The supply does not
exceed the enormous demand for city
consumption. Outside of a few thou
sand bales which go to Brooklyn to
make up the deficiency of the Long Is
land crop, the 2,500,000 bales which
reach New York every year are consum-
ed on Manhattan Island.
About a quarter of a century ago the
counties along the Hudson River, south
of Albany, were able to furnish the city
with all the hay it needed, and twenty
five barges made weekly trips fer forty
weeks of the year to fetch the crop to
market. Now it comes from every part
of the State, and Ohio and Indiana are
called upon to help supply the demand.
Hay comes from even as far west as
Arkansas.
As the hay-growing district gradually
worked west the carrying business fell
into the hands of the railroads, and then
the commission men made their appear
ance. There are now about twenty five
large commission dealers who handle hay
exclusively, and a host of smaller dealers
who either buy it and bring it here, or
sell it in connection with other produce.
When the hay reaches tins city it is clas-
Bifed into grade No. I, grade No. , and
grade No. g. The average price is So
per ton. 1t is not usually weighed at
this end, but is sold by the weight mark
cd on each bale at the time of packing.
The street railway companies insist upon
having it weighed here before they buy
1t. Over SIG, 900 worth comes in every
1av
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Keeping Sheep or Cows.

In considering the profit derived from
Stewart, many things have to be taken
into account, and, first of all the ability
of the farmer to manage either. Gener-
ally speaking, one branch of business is
profitable as another if both are equally
well managed. A dairy of cows used
for making butter which sells for 1S to
20 cents per pound may be made very
profitable if the right kind of cows are
kept in the right way. If 200 pounds
of butter are made yearly from each COW
1t gives $40 yearly income, and the
SKINNED milk would make at least $40
worth of pork and rear a calf worth 50.
This gives $50 as the yearly income from
a COW. By good management a COW can
be kept on three acres of land, and by
soiling on one acre or little more For
100 acres, then, an income of 81, coo
should be made, which would leave a
very good profit as other crops could
be grown to pay all the cost of labor
and purchased food. On 100 acres 300
sheep should be kept, and each sheep
would or should bring in $3.50 for
wool and So for lamb. This would
give an income of 81, 800 from the flock
and the grain raised would pay all ex-
penses. Less labor would be required
than for the COWS. This seems to show
that on equal conditions the COWS would
bring in the m st money and profit, and
if choice cows were kept which would
make 300 pounds of butter yearly and
the butter could be sold for 50 or 40
cents a pound, and the heifcr calves DC
worth SO each, all Of which is possible.
the profit of the dairy would be far
greater than from the flock of sheep.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Geronimo AstOnished.

"They tell me a funny story about
Geronimo,n said a man from Arizona.
"While the Apaches were raiding the
ranches in the foot hills of New Mexico
they captured a white man who had
false teeth, a glass eye and cork leg,
The unfortunate fellow was dragged
into the hills where the Indians were
camped and strapped to q tree to die.
Just before dusk Geronimo happened to
pass the prisoner, who had succeeded
in releasing one of his arms from the
leather strap which bound him to the
tree.
Tghn grunted the big Apache
chief, punching the white man with the
muzzle of his Winchester.
''The prisoner thrust his fingers into
his mouth removed his teeth, and shook
them in the face of the Apache. This
done, he replaced the plates as quickly
as he had removed them, and plucking
out hig glass eye, began polishing it on
his Enee. Geronimo had seen good
many things in his life, but the sight of
man removing his teeth and eyes at
will was enough to make the savage's
hair stand on end. Without waiting to
strip the prisoner of his clothes, as was
their custom, the Apaches released the
nervy fellow, and, putting him astrlde
a horse, fairly begged him to leave the
camp. The settler needed no second
invitation. Selling the animal by the
name he rode few yards out into the
opening, when, to the horror of the
savages who had been watching his
flight, he pulled off his cork leg and
waved it above his head. 1t is said on
good authority that this is the frs in
stance on record where the superstition
of an Apache got the better of his
knife.n
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Closing the Farm Year.

There is really no beginning nor end
ing of the work of the farm. We must
continually carry forward the account
and strike off forced balance when oc-
casion requires. Every farmer should
take account of stock-of live stock, of
tools, of crops in store, of work done
that will tell upon next years harvest,
of the manure pile that will help next
years crops, and even manure in the
soil, for which hard labor or cash has
been expended, and which has yielded
only partial returns. This is not the
work of an hour or two, but there should
be a general preparation for the inVcn-
tory during the latter part of the month,
so that with the first Of January the new
pages in the ledger can be opened with
"A tolerably clear idea of what is past and
what belongs to 1887.
In care for business thrift, we should
not forget the social side of our lives
and the happiness of those around us.
This month we celebrate festival of
the Christian church, unsurpassed in
interest. Let us heed the lesson that it
teaches, that our highest happiness can
only be attained by disinterestcd, help
full activity for the good of others
american 1gyicujtUrj,t.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
The Business He Was In.

A cOuntryman and his wife were in
town the other day for the first time,
and they were wandering around look
ing in the show windows and having a
good time. Finally they came to bank.
and wondering what kind of business
1t was that had no signs or display of
any kind, the man stepped in to inquire.
There was no one in at the time but a
very nobby young clerk-who was also
very smart-and as the rustic gazed
around at everything, the clerk tackled
him for-seF.>e sport.
every fine place we have here" he
said. 'Can we do anything for you to-
day2"
"Nell, durn me-" said the visitor, ig,
noring the question; 'this beats 'em
all What kind NV a dog-gone business
do you do here, anyhow? What do you
sell?"
"Oh, we do a great business. We sell
mules''
"No, you don't say? Well, durn me. >
He stepped to the door and called his
wife: "SaI, come here an look" She
came in and he led her around. 'Jist
think Nv it, Sal Amt it purity? An
Sal they sell mules here. That's thor
business. Trades good too, Sal. Jist
look at him." he continued, jerking his
thumb to toward the clerk; ''he's the
only one they've got left, am I reckon
they wouldn't have him eff the collar hes
ben workin' in hadn't skinned his neck
an shoulders"
AS they passed out the man remarked
softly to his wife: eve may be from
the head warters, Sal, but that's no sign
we don't know mules"
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
A HORROR OF THE SLUMS.
Five Dead and Dying Children and n
Father Besotted VI it'll Drink.
A letter from Detroit. Mich, says:
"Isn't it terrible?"
F,,1

A letter from Detroit. Mich, says:
'Isn't it terrible?"
eyes, awful"
There was a large crowd about the
house at No. 456 Woodbridge street.
1t was noon and the gathering was soon
swollen by people going home to dinner.
TIL women's faces were blanched and
mems had a stern and fOrbidding look.
If there had not been several city officers
present another dreadful tragedy might
have been enacted.
The house is a dilapidated frame
building, and in it Thomas Grears, a
stonecutter, thirty-three years of age,
lives with his family, consisting at
present Of five children. Last Sunday
Mrs. Grcars died IN childbirth, the in
FAINT living. She was buried on
Wednesday. Since the funeral nothing
was seen of Grears or any of the chill
dren. The house was closed and the
doors locked A neighbor, becoming
suspicious, broke in the door one morn
ing and saw sight which caused him
to retreat as from a pestilence.
Lying with the children upon the one
bed was the father, crazy drunk. The
cold, naked and bloody body of another
child lay on the floor, where it had been
thrown by the brutal father to make
more room on the bed. The living chill
dren were down with an virulent attack
of scarlet fever. A girl three years old
was dead and cold. A boy eight years
old was dying, and the other children,
a girl of five years and boy of one year
old, were so i'll that they could not
move. A child a year old was uncon-
scious The house was cold, the blanket
of the bed filthy and bloody. The
little sufferers on the bed were almost
naked, and the burly form OF the father
lay partly over the younger lad and the
babe. Not morsel of food was found
in the house except little milk frozen
hard.
Horr1fed at the sight, the neighbors
rushed out and gave the alarm. The
Poor Commissioner took immediate
charge of the case. Physicians were
called and food and fire provided, and
several fercely indignant women neigh.
bors set to work to clean up the house.
Grears was put in charge of the officer.
He is said to be fine workman at his
trade of stonecutting, and was recently
employed at Let's Stone Yard. The
family came from London, Ont, five
months ago.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
1t Was the Father this Time.

The Johnstown Pa) Tribune says
A short time ago an elderly German, &C.
companied by his daughter, very pretty
young girl, and her intended husband,
called upon the Register to take out a
license permitting the young couple to
marry. The usual questions were pro.
pounded to the contracting parties, and
they were all answered promptly and
correctly. AS is customary before swear
ing the parties, Mr.. Brown asked the
yonng lady if she fully understood the
proceedings and if she were acting under
her own free will when she replied :
Oh, father gives his consent that is
enough "No," Mr.. Brown said, 81
must be assured of your own consent
before granting the license" She then
burst out crying and wept bitterly. Her
father then began to talk to her in
German, the young man sitting silently
by. At last her fathers influence had
the desired effect, and the girl, with
tears IN her eyes, said she was willing to
take the young man for her husband.
The papers were then filled out and the
parties left the office The couple were
married shortly afterwards.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Canada's Prize Reptile.
TT "a CHARGED WITH SWALLOWING A
CANso FARMER WHOLE.

CAxso. n. S.-Hundreds of men are
ENGAGED searching for Farmer Cavener,
Who has been missing a fortnight, and
have failed to find any trace of him. He
left his home at dusk. His daughter
heard him calling for help from the
woods adjoining the house. She went
TO the door and shouted in reply, but
could not understand where he was.
although his cries and groans were dis
tinctly heard She ran to nelghbor Tor
help. Meanwhile darkness and a snow
storm set in. The whole district was
aroused next day and the woods Tor
many miles thoroughly searched. Inc
general opinion is that he has been swal-
lowed by huge serpent and taken INTO
the lakes. An eyewitness of reliability
said that while recently coming TO
Canso he saw something which appeared
to be an old dry log across the ROAD,
but when he came near it the reptile;
whose head was on one side of the road
and its tail in the woods on the other
side, gave two or three sweeps with Its
tail and darted into the forest, making
the brush crack. The body seemed to
be the size of barrel and its length
from twenty-five to thirty feet. 1t had
a ferocious- looking head. The serpent
has long been source of dread to the
people in that locality.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
He Hung His Hat Over It.
Farmer Andrew T. Hill Of RlairstoY

Farmer Andrew T. Hill of Blairstown,
N. j., missed the last train for Newark
on Friday night, and took room in the
Continental Hotel. A colored porter
was passing his room ut o'clock yes
terday morning and smellcd escaping
gas, He burst the door and found the
old farmer lying senseless on the floor,
with deep cut on his forehead. He
was dragged into the corridor and re-
suscitated with difficulty, and when the
porter ran back. to shut off the gas he
found that bill had hung his hat on the
burner to extinguish it. Hill, in ex-
planning how it all happened, said:
II put it out with my hat. knowed
I hadn't ought to do it that way, but
tried to blow the thing out but it was
too strong fer me, 1 blowcd and blowed
till [ hadn't any breath left, and then ]
put my hat over it and it went out. ]
woke up afterward and thought was
being choked. fell agin the bedstead
in tryin' to get to the windcr and cut
my head. | managed to GIT up and
open the sash and then fell down again. .
N. Y. !Sttn.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
UNCLE CYRUS'S OPINION.

Uncle Cyrus was one if not the one,
noted figure of the town of T,
Ohio.
'I'm goin' away goin' East, he said
one day to the crowd around the grocery
store
If one of the trees that had sheltered
| the schoolhouse since Mr.. M could
remember had announced its determine
| ton to fly Mr.. M-could not have been
more surprised than he was by this an
nouncement of Uncle Cyrus. "Going
| East! What for? What's up|' he ask
! ed.
oval, to tell We the truth, Mr.. NJ
it's been mighty lonesome up ter our
house since the old woman died" Here
an embarrassed pause came in the old
mans explanation, while foolish smile
passed over his face as he stood with the
downcast eyes and dropping attitude of
a culprit schoolboy.
MIR. NJ relieved the old man by
saying: eyes, yes; l see-going to get
married.
eyes," id the old man, moving un-
easily.
"Why in the world do you go East?
| There are women enough here"
ITO tell ye the truth, Mr.. M,
there's girl out in Vermont, where
came from, that thinks an awful lot of
me-" The remembrance of his triumphs
brought youthful glow into the old
mans face, and, for the second, he was
straight as an arrow, giving vision of
what he had been in his early manhood.
'EShe thought lot of me, Mr.. NJ
he continued, land 1 didn't know for
some time which to take, her or the old
woman Ye see, the old woman had the
most grit, and that settled it, | reckon.
T'other one amt never married, and I'm
a,goin' to git her. She is purity and
veil say it when we see her. It's time
to 90, so good-by," said Uncle Cyrus as
he walked hurriedly, but with vigor to-
ward the door,
At the end of four weeks Mr.. M
sat alone in the stoIe one rainy morning
when Uucle Cyrus, somewhat aged, and
in his usual costume of cowhide boots
and butternut trousers, came in. He
had none of the appearance of a happy
bride groom, and pathetic air, as if
something we're lost out of his life, was
about him.
"Good morning, Uncle Cyrus! Shall |
congratulate you? said Mr.. M.
No." said the old man, as he sat
down YEARLY on a stool, and leaned the
OK whip against a convenient barrel.
mo" he continued, as he changed the
tobacco from one check to another; 81
didn't bring her."
Didn't bring her! What's the mat
ter9 Did you not see her? Wasn't she
there?" asked Mr. M, excitedly, for
the old mans romance had interested
him deeply.
ooh, yes! she was there" Here
Uncle cyrus took off his hat and wiped
his head with his bardanna. 81 saw
her; but, to tell you the truth, Mr.. M,
said Uncle Cyrus, leaning forward, and
speaking in hushed voice, II looked
her over, and thought l could do just
as well ter hum, and save cost of trans
portation."
There was dead silence in the store.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
Tho Soldiers Dill.

The citizens Of Washington have sub
scribed a guarantee fund of $50, 600, to
insure the payment of prizes and cXpcn-
ditures for the national drill The most
liberal prizes are offered to companies,
which can also belong to regiments and
battalions entered for prizes. The in
fantry company prizes arc s., 600, 2,3CO,
$500, $1,000 and $500. This will
bring out the crack companies scattered
all over the South, some of which have
attaine great perfection in drill. The
committee will have especial programmes
for regimental day. Governors day, Dat
talon day, Presidents day, chaplain $
day, and to break camp ON memorial
day. Horses and guns will be furnished
free of cost for the light artillery, aud
forage and stabling for cavalry. The
Judges will DC United States army oil
GERS
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
A RunaWay's Regrets.

Willie Arnold, aged thirteen, the son
Of wealthy parents in Reading, Pa, is
the boy who ran away from home and
joined party of tramps. He was run
down by detective, is in close quarters
at his fathers home, Reading, and taking
a good rest after his strange and surpris-
ing runaway freak. lie says q would
have written home to tell the folks was
all right, but that would have given
them a clew as to where l was. | read
all the newspaper stories about robbers
having stolen and kept me, and l laugh
ed at the idea. just went off because
| wanted to. | earned seventy cents in
one day in a tannery. OF course no one
knew who l was or they might have
done me favors, which l did not want.
Tramping is tough life, but l would
have liked to stick it out all winter
Landlord Durfee, at StrOudsburg,
saw me, and sent word to my father. lie
then sent on a detective, who caught me
sleeping at the house of one of the mill
hands l guess Tll stay home now; but
if 90 again believe they won't follow
ne far
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
The Currency Question.
IT Is SETTLED BY \ VISITOR TO TUE LINE
KIN CLUB.

Mr.. johnson was the first speaker.
He said that the currency question was
exciting much interest, and he would
take that for his subject.
"What am currency2" he inquired as
he toed the scratch and looked up and
down the hall. eff you hev money Won
hev currency. If you am dead broke,
den you heven't any currency. 1t am
called currency because it floats from
hand to hand. If some of you should
lend me a dollar, dat would be currency,
because it would float. If | had all dc
money in de world locked up and
wouldn't pay out any, we shouldn't hey
any currency. Probably dat time will
nebber arove, though you can't tell what
may happen.
''You has probably heard about dc
volume of currency? Dat means de
amount of money out. l hev no doubt
dat some of you sometimes hev as much
as three dollars in your pocket. Dat
signifies dat de volume am rushin' along
like the current of a great riber, sweep
ing hen roosts, rail fences an boss bans
befo' it wild irresistible fo'ce. Den agin
you am Gown to two bits, an de ole wo-
man hollerin' fur new kaliker dress,
an de chill'en weepin' fur shoes. Dat
means dat de volume of currency has
been contracted, and the grocer hain't
gwine to trus' you fur Goldfish much
longer.
''Dis subjick Of currency should be
g1ben deep thought. Lots of folks &c
sloshin' around widout chen ref1ectin' on
why they didn't make $50 gold pieces
outer brass. | hold heah in my hand n
dollar greenback dat Waydown Bebee
has kindly loaned me fur de occashun.
1t am but piece of paper. Why can't
you cut piece out of a paper bag and
pass it off as a dollar? WHY isn't de
half of a noosepaper as waluble as a
hundred dollar bill! Why am a hunk
OF gold any more valuable than a hunk
of lead2 A nickle am twice as blp as a
dime, but it am worth only half as much.
Whyl Sich am a few of de uueshuns
you should ponder over an post up on.
and de furder you enter de subiict de
more pleased you will be. Wild desc
few remarks l will resume my seat. y
Detroit Free Press.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-01-13
I'll S Tracks"

Five-year- old Ted has great Zeal OF
faith IN Santa Claus. He believes that
the good old saint stays in the chime
for long time after though
Just how long he isn't sure-to see how
the children receive his gifts
Last January there came a very heavy
snowstorm which blocked the ROADS,
and made travelling almost impossible.
One day some men went by the house
on snOw-shoes.
The next morning was fair and Teddy
went out to play in the snow bright and
early. Pretty soon he came running in,
his checks all aglow with excitement
ooh mamma! Oh aunty" he cried,
Santa Claus has gone, cause I've found
his tracks,"
He had found the snow shoe tracks. -
YOuth'S Companion.